Literally all over the place. Literally.

I am going out of my mind.

Trying to think about too many things at once, I cannot think of one thing for long enough to form a paragraph, let alone a sentence, so I am sorry.

Some of the things that I have been thinking about this week:

– The fact that whatever book Im reading has a direct effect on the way I speak and write.

I noticed this yesterday when, after a horrible early morning train journey reading the whole way, I wrote an email that read

Coming in on the early shift is utterly inhumane. I had quite forgotten.

I had been reading Pursuit of Love by Nancy Mitford, and seemed to have turned into one of the landed gentry of the 1930s.

I am going to read various genres of books and see if they make a difference.

I may try reading only Nobel prize winners and seeing if people start giving me large monetary prizes every time I open my mouth.

– Every shop is a tired shop

We have a think in our house called tired shopping, which is quite similar to its sister technique, drunk shopping.

Its when you walk into a shop needing squash, say, and then walk you dazed and very confused 19 minutes later with 6 bags of groceries including a packet of cereal you have never eaten before, and some cleaning products. And a bottle of pop.

Well, every shop Ive done recently has been like that.


And there were more thoughts.

But instead I just sat here staring at the screen wondering where I was.

And now I have to go to a party where I wont know anyone on a Wednesday night when I should be packing.

That sentence is wrong in SO many ways.